L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Isaiah was still a little dazed, but, still attempted to get up, only to have Sam's foot come crashing down on his face. He expected Sam to taunt him, which she did, but, he was honestly expecting her to ask to lick her shoe. Perhaps she'll do that if she won. However, all that happened was Sam bearing down on Isaiah with fierce stomps to the head. Eventually though, Isaiah managed to catch her foot and shove it away. Isaiah slowly came back up, but, anyone could tell bythe look on his face that he was a bit rattled...

Samantha successfully managed to stomp down on Isaiah's head, over and over again, showing brutality typically exhibited by heels. It felt good to land so many blows on the downed man, and in rapid succession to boot. On top of that, Samantha loved targeting her opponent's vulnerable areas and the head was certainly one of them! Eventually though, Isaiah manged to push Sam's foot away. "Gah! Hey!" The woman grumbled, as she hopped back a bit, before re-positioning herself to attack her adversary. Since Isaiah appeared more shaken up than before, Samantha immediately rushed in for a crotch kick, hoping the move would be successful this time.

Isaiah started to wonder if he needed the Prophet after all, as he would probably be in a better state than in what he was in currently, Isaiah began to wonder why that was, was the Prophet that much different than he was now? If you pulled the mask off of the Prophet, you'd see the same Isaiah Bowen you'd see here. Perhaps there was some sort of mysticism associated with the Prophet that Isaiah lacked, and that was what gave the Prophet the advantage. While he was contemplating all of this, he appeared on the outside with a blank face, staring at nothing. Samantha probably didn't care about his inner monologue and charged with a cheap kick straight to the "little Prophets". It connected and soon Isaiah was on the floor, panting and sweating. The worst part was that he couldn't get mad, he told Sam to "fight honestly" i.e. be true to herself, and she did so without hesitation...

Samantha indeed couldn't care less about Isaiah's inner thoughts. But if Mr. Bowen really had chosen an inferior persona to face Ms. Gang tonight, then LAW's Holy One had made a grave mistake! And if he had done so out of pride, his sin would be his downfall! The gangster-themed wrestler struck her victim with a low blow, completely incapacitating him. Sam watched with a sadistic smile, as the grown man squirmed on the mat before her!

"Hahahaha! Earth to Isaiah!" Sam taunted, having noticed her opponent staring into space before. "You're in the middle of a match, moron. And if you thought that kick was bad, it's about to get a whole lot worse!" The advantageous woman reached down to attempt to grab and yank Isaiah's undergarments. If successful, she would pull with both hands for a huge wedgie, putting further strain on the male's already injured nuts! "Fighting honestly is the best policy." Sam snickered, bringing up his pervious, perhaps ill-advised words.

Isaiah was still on the ground when he soon felt a yanking sensation, he looked and Samantha had now began to wedgie him, his nuts were already on the fritz, and this didn't help matters. Sam said something about fighting honestly, using his own words against him. Isaiah didn't want to admit it, but, Sam had the advantage here. She wasn't hindered on this arbitrary thing called "morality" like Isaiah was, he hated to know what she would to to a POW, as this match had that stipulation. Isaiah would attempt to kick at Sam's hands to get her to let go of him. He still needed time to recover, so he didn't have much of a plan after that...

Samantha was very pleased with herself, as it seemed her cheating style was actually extremely effective here! And attacking a man's most vulnerable area was a specialty she was shamelessly proud of! Sam cackled and snickered as she basically tortured the prophet-themed wrestler here, giving him quite the wedgie after having already damaged his balls! But Mr. Bowen decided to put an end to her fun, by kicking at the antagonistic woman's hands, convincing Sam to let go.

"Hey!" Ms. Gang snapped, before recalling LAW's Holy One was out of it and she still had the advantage. "Ha! You've as good as done anyway." The ill-tempered heel went down to lift Isaiah, forcing the man onto his feet, while noticing they were near a turnbuckle. "EAT THIS!" Samantha yelled, as she attempted to throw her opponent's head against the hard ring post. This move was her signature: 'Gang Bang'!

Spoiler

Isaiah hated to admit it, but, Sam probably had this match won. his kicks were enough to slack off of the wedgie, only to find himself hoisted by his head and slammed into the turnbuckle. Isaiah was officially seeing stars, but, he had enough consciousness for one last act of defiance: When he bounced off, the momentum sent him in the opposite direction and he collapsed on his knees, he spread his arms out one last time in the signature "Prophet" pose before collapsing on the ground with a thud...

Taking everything she knew about dirty street fighting into account, Samantha had swiftly begun to dispatch Isaiah here. She was successful in slamming the prophet-themed wrestler into the corner post head-first, knocking her foe silly. But after the rebound of the move, the prideful man managed to get into his signature pose one last time, before collapsing to the ground. This time, Sam opted to ignore any memories the pose may have brought back to her head. Instead she mocked her downed victim, preparing to finish him off!

"Ahahaha!" Isn't preforming that stupid pose what got you into this mess in the first place?!" Ms. Gang reminded him, while approaching his wounded body. "All that talk about faith, only for you to be left hopelessly laying on the mat. Pathetic." Samantha then discreetly pulled out some brass knuckles from her pocket, keeping them out of sight from the referee. "Well loser, you'll be my prisoner when you awaken. Goodnight, punching bag!" And with that Sam would put the brass knuckles on and slug Isaiah right on his temple, aiming to knock the man out cold!

Isaiah was to foggy minded to even understand what Sam was rambling on about, so she might as well have been talking nonsense, so to Isaiah, nothing had changed. Isaiah pushed himself to a kneeling position, only to be met with one last aided fist of Sam, this time knocking him out completely cold. Faith wasn't enough to put Sam away, and now he had to be a slave to this woman, though if it were her intention to break Isaiah's faith, she had failed miserably, just like all the rest...

Samantha was very pleased with herself, her reliance on cheating had been met with mixed results in the past. But today it had resulted in this Isaiah guy now being completely at her mercy. Mercy that Sam would not be giving, instead opting for another devious act. She successfully slipped on some brass knuckles, and quite easily pounded the already dead-tired man out cold. She shoved the cheating device back into her pocket, before the referee came to check on the fallen man, confirming he was done for. The bell rang, and Ms. Gang secured another victory on LAW!

"HehHehHeh. As if there was any doubt when facing this punk." Sam snickered, before being offered restraints to bind Isaiah, since this match had been a POW. The gangster themed wrestler then preceded to snag Isaiah's ankles and disrespectfully drag his limp body away. The last pose of LAW's Holy One proved his faith hadn't been crushed yet. But in Sam's mind, she had plenty of time to try and destroy it now that Mr. Bowen was her prisoner. But more importantly, for once she'd been a successful bad girl, and gotten away with her actions. And that was good enough for her.

Winner Via Knockout: Samantha Gang